DON SURBER: DeSantis wants to bring back the 1950s? Cool.

Donna Brazile, the ethically challenged Democrat operator, said on Sunday, “Ron DeSantis is running on a 1950s America, not a 2050 America.”

Cool because the 1950s were a period of peace, prosperity and promise in America under President Eisenhower.

After 20 years of wars and depression under Democrat presidents, America was ready to roll again, this time without Uncle Sam spending money he did not have on the military.

America remained, however, the champion of the free world. We drafted the King of Rock and Roll to drive a tank to protect West Germany from a Soviet invasion. Elvis did not complain. He saw it as his patriotic duty because he loved the country. Once his service ended, he came home and resumed his career as a singer and actor.

Imagine some rapper or even country star doing that today. And for the record, Jimi Hendrix served and was a member of the 101st Airborne. That was in the 1960s, which shows the values we had in the 1950s had staying power.

Eisenhower had won the War in Europe in the 1940s. He knew war and he avoided it. His first accomplishment as president was ending the hot war in Korea. He refused to enter England’s dispute with Egypt over the Suez Canal and declined the invitation to join the Hungarian revolution.

Our economy blossomed. Factories hired. Stores stocked up. For the first time since the heyday of Calvin Coolidge, America was booming again without a war.

DeSantis would have bipartisan support if be brought back the ’50s: A Moment of Communion with Paul Krugman.

Back in 2006, when he was writing The Conscience of a Liberal, Krugman found himself searching for a way to describe his own political Eden, his vision of America before the Fall. He knew the moment that he wanted to describe: the fifties and early sixties, when prosperity was not only broad but broadly shared. [Krugman’s wife, Robin Wells], looking over a draft, thought his account was too numerical, too cold. She suggested that he describe his own childhood, in the ­middle-class suburb of Merrick, Long Island. And so Krugman began writing with an almost choking nostalgia, the sort of feeling that he usually despises: “The political and economic environment of my youth stands revealed as a paradise lost, an exceptional moment in our nation’s history …”

It’s not too late, Paul!